Yi Jian frowned, looked at Xu Ang's smiling expression, and said lightly: "I don't know!"
Xu Ang's smile suddenly solidified.
Don't know...what does it mean?
Is there anything in this world that the young commander doesn't know about?
"Then, Young Marshal... do you want me to make preparations and send people to guard all the entrances out of City
Xu Ang understands Yi Jian best, and he understands that deep down in the young marshal's heart, he absolutely does not want Miss Zhong to leave.
He thought that this man had always been very stubborn. His biggest shortcoming was that he believed in the same thing and pursued it to the end, refusing to give up. Therefore, he did not think that the young marshal would really let him go.
That woman.
Yi Jian's eyes flickered slightly, like a streak of light, and after a moment, it continued to sink into his completely condensed eyes.
He looked completely indifferent, sitting there without moving or making a sound.
At night, someone brought a midnight snack to my hometown.
The maid never dared to look at Yi Jian. She held a piece of paper in her hand, held the tray, and took a deep breath. She looked very calm.
She first placed the tray on the small table nearby, then took the dishes and placed them one by one on the table.
Xu Ang and others had already investigated everything clearly. He wanted to drive away the maid in front of him and not let her have a chance to contact Zhongqing for a moment.
"Give me the things and I'll do it. You go down first."
The little maid's face turned pale. If she couldn't do the things He Anyuan assigned her to do well, she would definitely be punished. She couldn't help but cast her eyes on Zhong Qing.
Seeing that look, Zhong Qing suddenly understood something in her heart. She first glanced at Yi Jian secretly, and then at Xu Ang. Then she raised her hand and pointed at the little maid: "Bring the scented tea to me first.
I."
The little maid nodded quickly, took the cup of scented tea, and walked towards Zhong Qing.
Xu Ang stretched out his hand to stop it.
"I'll do it."
As he spoke, he stretched out his hand.
The little maid subconsciously hid behind her, and the note in her hand was accidentally exposed.
